To The English People

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Title:     To The English People
Author: Edward Doyle [More Titles by Doyle]

If deaf to Shelley's loudest sky-lark strain,
His rage at tyrants, and to Byron's thong,
Nerve-proof, how wake the English to the wrong
Done their true selves, no less than to the slain,
When willing weapons for Ambition's gain?
Aye, weapons only; for, to whom belong
The minds of England, and treed fields of song--
Nay, all but grave-ground, grudged by hill and plain?

O English People, whom the crafty class
Has huddled into graves from sight and sound
Of what God hands you, and, with pence, or pound,
Lids down your wild dead stare,--wake! why so crass?
See in the Celts spring-burst from underground,
The Human Resurrection come to pass.

[The end]
Edward Doyle's poem: To The English People

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